Violetta
Three hours in, I knew we weren't all going to make it.
Despite bringing me along to lead them safely through the woods, Ferrara and his wolves continuously charged ahead of me and tried to make their own path. With every step I took, my knee grew worse and I slowed. Patience was not their strong suit. Alphas tended to rely on the power and loyalty that was always at their side, but we were traveling through a territory that didn't give a damn about any of that.
Immediately, I could see the path he was trying to take. The most direct one. Four times, I cleared my throat delicately and purposefully turned to force us to wind a little wider around the mountain. On the fifth time, he roared.
"We need to take a break, and you need to cool off," I announced in a steady voice as I s
